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I summed up the eyebrows red,
I looked up and said,:
"I did not know:
Too, can be beautiful,
The Dark Knight, you!»

AND, laughing, I went to other.
And under the arches of the night
Floated the shadows of emptiness,
waning Dotterel.

shadows floated, sorcery,
Trickles of wine dozing,
And away
Fill the morning screaming
Hen ...
And the trio flew to boom ...

And it came again
And she said: "Knight, What are you?
This is - dreams of your slumber ...
What do you want to hear?
night deaf.
Night can not understand
rooster ".

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